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Still, Rothbart understood. She didn’t want him to be gentle. She wanted him to punish her. He moved closer, crawling across the mattress until he was kneeling over her, ignoring the tender spot in his abdomen.

“Lay face down on the bed, Odette.”

A spark ignited behind the emptiness in her gaze. An inkling of the fiery woman he was used to. He felt her eyes rove over his naked form, and his skin heated at the hunger that flared to life in her expression.

She raised her chin, a challenge mixed with relief. “Make me.”

She didn’t want his pity. And an ungiving fire lodged in his veins. He would unravel the woman sitting before him. “Gladly.”

He grabbed her and she didn’t fight as he spread her out on the bed, then shoved his body on top of hers. Hell, her warmth underneath him was almost too much. He ground his hips onto her ass, running his length over her, while shoving her harder and harder into the mattress. Forcing his hands under her, he grasped her breasts, squeezing with just enough force to cause an ache.

She let out a low moan, and a victorious, dark chuckle ground out of him.

“This is what you deserve, Odette. You deserve everything I am going to do to you tonight.” He ground harder. His grip on her breasts tightened possessively. “You are mine and everyone is going to know it.”

With that, he sank his teeth into her, between her neck and shoulder. Biting hard enough to bruise, sucking her skin into his mouth, tasting its saltiness, and the soot that lingered there, feeling her heat between his lips.

Odette gasped. “I hate you.” Fingers dug into the mattress, a rage in her voice. Her hips began to move beneath him, rolling with his movements. “I hate you.” But then she moaned. “Harder.”

He bit harder and a cry tore from her. Shit, if he kept going, he’d lose it here and now.

Pulling his lips from her skin, he growled in her ear. “You are mine, Odette, say it.”

“Never.”

He thrust up off of her and grabbed her calves, shoving her knees under her so her ass rose into the air. “Spread your legs.”

There were no protests. She immediately opened to him. With satisfaction, he noticed the wetness pooling out of her. Her body gave her away. Odette wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

He gripped her thighs and pressed himself into her, hard. Another groan of pleasure issued from her lips.

Damn, he loved being inside her. “Say it.”

“No.”

He pulled back and rammed into her again. And again and again. Her hips rolled, and he groaned. Hell, to feel her ass rubbing up against him. His breaths became ragged, and he clenched his teeth in an attempt to hide how quickly he was coming undone. “Say it,” he ground out.

Her back was arched, her own jaw clenched shut. Rage sparked in him at her goddamn stubbornness. Hewouldfind a way to get her to admit the truth.

His fingers dug into the apex between her legs.

Odette gasped.

A smile came to his lips. He dug harder. “Say it.”

He thrust into her over and over, all the while his hand toyed with her, dragging against that bundle of nerves. Odette writhed, her hands tearing at the mattress. He jerked her against him, digging harder than ever, then riding her faster, faster.

“Say it!” he roared.

“I’m yours.” The words came out as a gasp and a plea and he almost came right then. But no, he’d brought her this far. Tonight, he would completely undo her.

“Good.” He let the triumph filter into his voice, though he felt like he was the one coming apart. He continued to push into her faster and faster. “Now scream, my swan.”

He thrust into her, his body raging, his heart pounded, and he could barely breathe. Shit. The feel of being inside her, the sound of her moaning, the way she shoved her fist between her teeth to hide her muffled cry.

He grabbed her arm and pulled it from between her lips. His fingers rubbed ruthlessly deeper. Goddamn it. Goddamn it.

“Rothbart,” she whimpered. And that nearly did him in. But once he set his mind to something, he would have it.

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